“Good morning, Signora.”

Rosalina’s familiar voice pulled me out of sleep. I rolled over, still wanting more rest—until I remembered what day it was.

Whoa. Today was the day I’d be called Signora for real. The Mafia Boss’s girl.

I smiled at the thought, blushing a little… until Rosalina pinched my cheeks and forced me fully awake.

“Aww, Rosa!” I frowned at her.

“I’m sorry, Signora. I thought you were smiling about some other man besides the Don,” she said, clearly teasing.

I rolled my eyes. She was fishing to see if I’d been thinking about Sullivan. Of course it was him. He’d been stuck in my head ever since...